Officer Down Memorial Page

My heart goes out to Officer Jackson's family--to his children and to his wife Betty. After I lost my husband Corporal Dennis Engelhard of the Missouri State Highway Patrol EOW 12/25/2009; Betty Jackson stepped up and introduced herself to me during a Sunday prayer service at Washington DC during National Police Week sponsored by COPS. Betty was my rock and got me through those first few months that were so dark and difficult at the time I had very few friends that knew what I was going through and what I had yet to experience. I often refer to your widow as my "angel"; after I had somewhat stabilized my deep depression and had spent hours upon hours talking with Betty even when I was a total mess crying my eyes out at 3 am she was there for me--I asked Betty why she bothered to get to know me and why she had taken the time to help me get through this. She simply said that she had her mother that helped her; and she was told before National Police Week by her pastor's wife that she was going to come in contact with someone that desperately needed help--then she felt the Holy Spirit telling her to introduce herself to me. She said I just looked so alone and so sad. I thanked her for taking the time to get to know me and for helping me.

I know that you married a wonderful lady and to me she was an angel and I thank God for her because honestly I don't know if it weren't for her I would be alive today. I in turn will help every widow/widower I come into contact with; especially those lost in the line of duty like both our husbands were taken from us. Thank you sir for sharing your wife with the world, and I look forward to meeting you one day when it's time for me to meet my maker. Rest in peace sir, and thank you for giving your life it's an honor to know your widow to now call her my best friend.

Love and prayers
Kelly Glossip
Widower of Cpl Dennis E Engelhard MSHP #355 EOW 12/25/2009

Kelly Glossip
friend of his widow
July 15, 2011

As :Sergeat" stated in his words, I have worked with many of them that were there in 2B, and the stories of those that were there depcted more than a riot, the physical evidence still remains.
I feel because of this, Moberly corrctional center has BY FAR taught me more about the job of corrections than I feel anyone ever could. RIP 10-7

Sergeant Weinpert
MO. Dept. Corrections
June 10, 2011

Rest in Peace. You will not be forgotten

Sgt. Marcus W. Groza
Mo.Dept of Corrections
May 12, 2008

"The Badge"

He starts his shift each day
To respond to calls unknown.
He drives a marked patrol car.
A police officer he is known.

He's paid by the citizens' taxes
To make it safe on the streets.
But he usually has a second job
'Cause a waitress has his salary beat.

Now he doesn't know a holiday
'Cause he works all year round.
And when Thanksgiving and Christmas finally arrive
At his home he cannot be found.

He's cursed and assaulted often,
The one whos blood runs blue.
He seldom ever gets a thanks,
To some he's just a fool.

His friends are always other cops
'Cause people just don't understand
That underneath his badge and gun,
He's just another man.

He knows there might not be a tomorrow
In this world of drugs and crime.
And he gets so mad at the court system
'Cause the crooks don't get any time.

And each day when he leaves for work,
He prays to God above.
Please bring me home after my shift
So I can see the ones I love.

But tonight he stops a speeding car,
He's alone down this ole' highway.
It's just a little traffic infraction.
He does it everyday.

Well, he walks up to the driver's window,
And his badge is shining bright.
He asked the guy for a driver's license,
When a shot rang through the night.

Yes, the bullet hit its mark,
Striking the officer in the chest.
But the Department's budget didn't buy
Each officer a bullet-proof vest.

So he lay on the ground bleeding.
His blood wasn't blue - His blood was red.
And briefly he thought of his loved ones
'Cause in a moment the officer was dead.

In the news they told the story
Of how this officer had died.
And some who listened cared less,
But those who loved him cried.

Well, they buried him in uniform
With his badge pinned on his chest.
He even had his revolver,
He died doing his best.

Written By:
David L. Bell
Sergeant
Richland County Sheriff's Department
Columbia, South Carolina
Used with Special Permission of the Author
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and may not be duplicated without permission

Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC
December 6, 2007

July 3 1983, a date never to be forgotten to those that were there, i worked with MANY of them that were there on that day, even though it was not considered a riot, to hear the stories of those that were there, it was more.
I carry on your duty..................

sergeant
mo dept corrections
July 27, 2007

Your sevice to the Department is not forgotten brother.

Ptlm Troy A. Green
Cameron Police Department
December 30, 2005

Thank you for your service. You are not forgotten.

April 17, 2005